"So you are Asher I've heard so much about," Reed uttered with a hint of interest as he put his arm around Shanice's waist. Asher noticed that and felt rage welling up in his chest. Clenchign his jaw, he averted his gaze and looked Reed straight in his eyes. He didn't return his smile nor even bothered to act friendly. "And I've heard nothing about you," Asher's reply was as cold as his expression, catching everyone off guard. Reed was surprised too but he decided to laugh it off. "Oh well, then. Let me introduce myself. I am Reed Hunter....," Reed extended his hand to him while holding Shanice close with another.Asher glanced down at his open hand. "Reed Hunter" wasn't the proper introduction. "The son of our school's trustee," Asher corrected but Reed failed to notice the intent behind his words and nodded in assertion. On the other hand, Serena felt on edge as she had realized what he was doing. "Wait...you are the guy I had bumped into the other day. If not for your thick gla

"Asher....." "Don't," Asher shot her a warning look, making her gulp in response. Currently, they were waiting for their cab at the roadside and he looked really mad. If they were in anime, he would have steam rising off his body. "Are you mad at me?" she squeaked. Asher gave no reaction, instead continued to look ahead at the road. She waddled closer with her hands clasped in her front. "I..I didn't mean to upse.." Asher roughly grabbed her by her upper arm, making her eyes go wide. His eyes- a fiery inferno of rage- cutting through hers. She froze. "Don't give me this shit while wearing this piece of crap," his glare shot down to her dress. She shrunk into herself. She had suspected this. "You know I don't like you wearing such dresses but you did anyway," he ground out through his clenched teeth, unconsciously tightening his grip on her wrist. Serena's eyes watered. "I..It was a date..so," "I don't give a flying shit about your fucking date. Why did you not stop him wh

Tom had his gaze solely fixated on his son as he sauntered in. Asher watched him with nothing but anger in his eyes. His resentment for his dad had long festered into a tumor. Now even his sight was enough to sour his mood. "Why are you here?" Asher demanded, frowning with apparent displeasure Reed lifted his brows in amusement and leaned against the wall, sensing some drama. "I called him," Serena answered, smiling nervously. Asher's features tightened. An emotional frenzy had seized her when they were taking him inside. That chilling moment was still fresh in her mind. He looked the absolute worst with his skin turning blue. She had never seen someone in such a worst state so needless to say she was shit scared. The thought of calling his dad wouldn't have occurred to her if not for Shanice who suggested she informed his parents in case things got worse. Serena was aware that he didn't have a good relationship with his dad but as he was his legal guardian, he needed to be infor

"Can we meet today?" Serena asked, crossing her fingers. It was 8 in the morning and calling him was the first thing she did after waking up. Honestly, she hadn't slept the whole night so it wasn't technically "waking up." How could she sleep when he was so mad at her? "What for?" Came his "just woken up" voice. So husky and deep that she felt her cheeks turning hot. It must sound even more sexy in person. She wondered when she would get the opportunity to hear it in person."Serena?" he called, breaking her away from her trance. "Umm...Yeah..," she cleared her throat, "Actually I was...I wanted to see you," she replied."Only if it's fine with you," she added as an afterthought. The line went silent for a moment. "Time?" he asked at last. "At 11. Stream park?" she suggested hesitantly. "Alright," he concurred, causing her heart to swell with joy. A beaming smile stretched across her face from ear to ear. "Okay..see y." before she could finish, the line went dead. Her smile fal

Hot fury surged through Asher. He pushed forward to teach these scums of gutter a hard lesson but only to be stopped in his track by a gentle force bound around him. Upon glancing down, he found her hiding in his shirt. Her frail arms were wrapped around him and her face was buried into his chest. All he could see was her hair which was coiled into a top-knot. She had tightened her grip around him after sensing he was about to draw away. She needed him close to feel safe. Somehow her fear weakened his impulse and he stayed put. Asher looked around. It was only them on the street. They shouldn't have wandered about mindlessly at such hour. "Let us go," Asher negotiated, looking around and memorizing each face to the groove of his brain. The man with the knife came closer. "Give us everything you have," he demanded. Asher ground his jaw but complied. He reached into his pocket and took out his wallet. Keeping Serena close with his one arm, he threw it towards him with his other